Page 5 of From the Darkness

Mekada: Your best furniture for the lowest price, the box reads. A slow smile spreads across my face; it’s the bookshelves I ordered to make cubbies for my niece and nephew.

I walk to the kitchen to start the coffee machine and make sure Squawk gets put out and his food down. Time to spend my day making the cubbies I bought for the minions.

Chapter Four

Drills

“Scribbles get me a beer!” I yell across the bar as I turn my attention back to the muffler bunny, who is entertaining Eagle and me.

I joined the Bleeding Miners when I met the old present the first day in the hole. I was nervous working underground. He set me at ease, and he eventually took me under his wing, and I started to prospect.

That was years ago. Now I am the president and the demons from my past are there, but they stay in the past. The things I have seen done to a woman by a man are insane, but what do you expect when your mother is an alcoholic and to get her hands on the liquid drug anyway, she can.

I am brought out of my thoughts as the chick on Eagle’s lap starts to moan.

We named the chicks that are associated with the club, who are used for the purpose of a hole to fill, muffler bunnies. None of them are old lady material. They are all hygienically unfriendly.

Eagle is focused on the skinny ass of the chick that is grinding on his jean covered lap. I swear she shops in the toddler section of the local thrift shop.

“Sweet cheeks, spread your legs for me,” I tell her as Eagle puts his arms across the back of the couch and lets his head fall.

She giggles, but it sounds more like a witch’s cackle as she leans back, grabs her knees, and spreads herself wide. Every man in the clubhouse has his eyes glued to her slick cunt. I refused to go anywhere near the muffler bunny’s snatch with my mouth, so I do the next best thing.

“Soda, make this bitch come so Eagle and I can fuck her,” I demand to the blonde skank, who is sitting on her knees beside me like a puppy, eagerly waiting for her master to give her a command.

Soda crawls over to Sweet cheeks and buries her face between her thighs, making Sweet cheeks shake and Eagle groan from the movement.

“Yes, Soda, make me pop!” Sweet cheeks screams and I’ve had enough. My cock is finally hard enough to actually use and looking at Eagle, he is in the same situation.

“That’s enough, Soda,” I say as I stand and undo my buckle, slide the jeans down to mid-thigh, throwing a condom at Eagle as he taps Sweet cheeks to get up. She jumps up and hikes her skirt up around her waist.

He unbuckles and pushes his jeans down, making his cock spring free as his teeth tear into the foil.

We have our cocks wrapped, and I watch as sweet cheeks lowers her ass over Eagle’s cock. Once she is fully seated, I dive into her pussy, and we start the furious pounding back and forth into her body.

Eagle and I are grunting as we feel sweet cheeks come. The only way we know that she has released is because this chick can squirt on demand and has soaked our pants. We normally don’t spill our spunk; we can fuck for hours and only orgasm when we decide to. We have been able to do that since we saw the bunnies being used like bubble gum, chewed on and spit out. We pull out and look at the wet spot, shrugging; we pull up our pants just until we can get changed. The clubhouse already smells like we had a huge two-day orgy.

“Dude, we need to find a woman that makes us come in our pants. Her ass was so loose it was like fucking a fire hose,” Eagle grumbles as he throws the condom behind him and laughs when it splats against the wall.

“I think the only thing that is tight on that chick is her mouth when she sucks. Her pussy was like a manhole, meaning every man has been in that hole,” I grumble and do the same thing with the condom as Eagle. Chuckling, we place bets on which condom is going to win the race down the wall.

I bet Drills condom gets stuck halfway down from Sweet cheeks dirty snatch,” Coin yells as Fancy slides down his cock, leans forward, and starts to twerk on his cock.

We abandoned the condom race and turn back to the room.

“Eagles, did you see the chick that dropped Grandma May off, all the spunk and a nice set of curves. I was ready to kill the brothers that tried talking to her,” I mention to him as I take a drink of the beer.

“Drills, that bitch had me hard in seconds. I wanted to take her into Grandma’s house and pound my cum into her,” he states and adjusts his pants.

We both look at each other and at the same time state, “We need to find her!”

We look up in time to see the Prospect we call Geek walking toward Coin at an urgent pace. His manners and the way he’s speaking to Coin have my skin crawling and my guard on high alert.

Coin nods his head and chucks the muffler bunny that was grinding on his cock off and stands, pulling his jeans up, walking toward us while zipping his fly. The expression on his face and the way the Prospect approached him has Eagle jumping up.

“Dude, we have a motherfucking issue.” Coin growls. His eyes are dark and extremely angry

“What’s up Coin?” I ask and take another swig of beer. Yeah, I may seem totally relaxed, but my mind is racing.

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